The other week this one young (black) guy gets on the bus right after some kind of maybe homeless-looking (black) woman, and then doesn't have enough money on his buscard, and starts saying that he owed a quarter on the last bus but no-one had change, so he had to give a whole dollar and that's the 75-cents that would have made the difference.
At that, the (black) woman who got on with him starts backing him up and saying she saw it, but the (younger) (black) (female) bus driver was having none of that, and finally some (middle-aged) (older) (Asian) guy gives the guy a quarter.
Like 4-5 minutes later, that same younger (black) guy is leaning forward in his seat, singing some kind of R&B tune in a slightly louder than normal voice, and he did that all the way through my stop where I got off for the subway.
"Have a peaceful night," I said to the (black) (female) bus driver as I got off.
"Thanks," she was like, and then she realized what I said and laughed and was like, "Thanks!".
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